[ When he says it doesn't hurt him, Tessla seems to relax and her concern gives way to curiosity as he moves the metal around. When it turns into a little pool of glinting silver in his hand, she gasps. ]

That's beautiful... and you're taking little bits of the planet to do it?

[ She glances around, as if she would be able to see it, before looking back again. ]

I like it. It's sharp things but not bad sharp.

[ Tessla is still gently cradling his hand between hers, and her smile softens further. ]

...nobody can hurt you.